in green pastures she roams a woman of few words, but many deeds, see the love of god, light her face, like a roman candle, hear her singing, as she carries the boundless energy of angels, she is a child of the most high; pain may encounter her, but it will find no home there, be amazed as you look in her eyes, no matter where she is, no matter how she lives, she always carries the sun.... for mama, r.i.p 10'28'24
beautiful composition ❤
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in green pastures she roams
a woman of few words, but
many deeds, see the love of
god, light her face, like a roman
candle, hear her singing, as
she carries the boundless energy
of angels, she is a child of the most
high; pain may encounter her, but
it will find no home there, be amazed
as you look in her eyes, no matter where
she is, no matter how she lives, she always
carries the sun....
for mama, r.i.p 10'28'24
Beautiful words, did you just write this? ❤
@@SarahPiercePiano444 Yes, i am a poet...i have a poetry book coming out...but this is to my mum;s memory...
@@ElPoeta-d4uhow lovely. All the best ❤️
@@SarahPiercePiano444 when it's in print, i'll send you a copy...Art is meant to be shared with the world... 🙂
@@ElPoeta-d4uwhat an honour ❤️🎹